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 To your selfe.
 
 sir,
 If this Letter finde you in a progresse, or
 at Bath, or at any place of equall leasure
 to our Spâ, you will perchance descend to
 reade so low meditations as these. Nothing
 in my L. of Salisburies death exercised my
 poor considerations so much, as the multi-
 tude of libells. It was easily discerned, some
 years before his death, that he was at a de-
 fensive war, both for his honour and health,
 and (as we then thought) for his estate:
 and I thought, that had removed much of
 the envy. Besides, I have just reasons to
 think, that in the chiefest businesse be-
 tween the Nations, he was a very good pa-
 triot. But I meant to speake of nothing but
 the libells, of which, all which are brought
 into these parts, are so tastelesse and flat,
 that I protest to you, I think they were made
 by his friends. It is not the first time that
 our age hath seen that art practised, That
 when there are witty and sharp libels made
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